A small reminder

I bow my head and count my blessings.

I've made years of taking up this pose.

Took up no cause for any other, but this one rules my very soul.

It's like an itch that's stored somewhere in my memory. 

My brain will rip across all time and space,

A bitterness, I've never been able to  erase.



Little house alone out in the country.

A place where no harm comes, so I was told.

Put my name down on a contract.

Filled up my dreams with love instead of gold.

Then it came one night while I lay sleeping, I jumped out of my skin, feet hit the floor.

It screamed out the name of Satan, and demanded that I open up the door.



To my knees I fell, and shouting out God's name.

I begged Him to remove this demon's power, I cried out my lover's name.

From the portals of God's heaven, I knew no help would come this night.

For the stench of death was at the window's, raspy calling out it's name.

Call me Alcohol, call me Beer, call me Gaiety, but you can call me Fear.



The sun forgot to rise that day, and my children had forgotten how to play.

The family roots that were buried way down deep,

Were torn out, left laying in the street, along with his hat, his badge, and gun.

His old father sat there crying for his son, while his mother sadly wiped away her tears.

The veil I pulled across my face to this day has hung in place.

I hang this sign about my neck, Oh no, Not me.  I do not forget, but in case you should wonder why I do, what I do.

I am here reminding You!